FINALLY! That is what I felt when I was told in February that I had been approved for a Hyster. I had battled back and forth with doctors at 3 different Army bases. Since my daughter was born almost 8 years ago, I had been having increasingly heavy and painful periods. I would get not one, but 2 yeast infections a month, with a bacterial infection between the two, and then my period would show. My husband and I had gone from sex almost daily to maybe 4 times a month. The cycle of infections began after having a LEEPS done in 2000 to remove "possible cancerous cells" or "cancerous cells"...depends on the Dr. reading the chart. Funny how they can NEVER agree! So did I have cervical cancer or not? Who knows! To prep my records for insurances approval of the procedure, I "helped" by tabbing all of the pages that showed I had been on the table, and scraped and prodded. I had OVER 100 tabs in 3 years time! Over 100 visits to doctors just to be given the same cream or pill that DIDN'T work the other 98 times! No one was taking me serious! I took myself off the table and REFUSED to see anymore Drs. They weren't helping me. They were ignoring the issue and just pacifying me with creams and pills. It wasn't enough! In the end I got myself under control by changing my diet to include LOTS more water, yogurt on a DAILY basis, and LESS LESS LESS sugar! I even started buying the NO SUGAR ADDED spagetti sauce. It helped slow the circle of misery down. I was able to breath between infections. Also I found that sitting on a minipad of PLAIN yogurt for 30 minutes helped ease discomfort more than ANY medicine did.
Anyhow, I finally got a good OB to listen. She referred me out after a year of witnessing the truth of it all. Orignally I was sent to get an endometrial ablation. However, the OB I saw looked at me and said "You have overactive cervical glands because of the cutting they did during your LEEPS. The cervix is your issue. It is producing to much mucous creating a continually moist situation which allows bacteria to grow. Your body isn't getting a chance to recover. If we do the ablation it isn't going to work. I recommend a total hyster." At this point all I could think was TAKE IT OUT NOW! I was so tired of the continuous cycle! I figure worst case scenario, I buy myself a week of no period.
I have to admit, I readily accepted, only to second guess myself. I was TERRIFIED of surgery. I cried as they wheeled me to the holding room. I was doing good, and breathing, but then one of my nurses placed her hands on me and said a prayer. I LOST IT! I had been holding in my fears and trying not to cry. I was thankful she prayed for me though.
Anyhow, when the Dr. came in just before surgery, he did remind me that there is no guarantee that this will keep me from getting infections, but that I had tried ABSOLUTELY everything else. It might not be what others would suggest or try, but when you are living miserably for 8 years, and nothing else is working, you are willing to do just about ANYTHING. I also have the fact that my mother went through the EXACT same cycle when she was my age, and has had no problems since her hyster. I am PRAYING that is the case for me as well!
Now back to the day... after the Dr. left, the anesthesiologist came in. This is the man I feared the most. I didn't worry about the surgery so much as not waking up from anesthesia. Anyhow, in walks this cute older black man, with BRIGHT tropical fish scrubs, and he is bouncing with a big smile on his face. I started laughing. He seemed shocked. I told him "here I was a moment ago crying because I feared you, and you are one of the brightest smiles I have seen this morning!" Instantly my fears melted. Of course it helped that he put the good stuff in my IV to help me relax. I have to mention that I recall giggling and saying how I needed some of that stuff at home...and then nothing else after that.
Now, the only bad experience I had was waking up from surgery to the issues of the catheter. It HURT! The nurses decided it was in wrong, so they "redid" a new one, but it wasn't working right either. They said they didn't think my kidneys were working. I kept telling them it was the catheter and that if they just removed it I could go pee. No one would listen. In the night, the nurses changed THANKFULLY! The night nurse listened to my concerns. Sure enough, the hose was taped in a fashion to "crimp" it. We spent the entire night shaking it and getting it to drain. By the next morning, they knew my kidneys were working and could take the stupid thing out. I was SOOOO happy!
I ended up having to stay an extra night because I had a small bleed, but my numbers didn't drop to much and I got to come home after 2 days in the hospital.
I am now almost 3 weeks post-op, and feeling REALLY good! I don't know what the future holds, but I feel better already. I know this was the right choice for me.